Zhongshan Bridge is the earliest bridge built in Narcissus City. It is said that it is a bridge, but it is better to renovate and widen the pontoon bridge and turn it into a small pedestrian bridge. The bridge is five meters wide and about 20 meters long. Since there are no neon signs, at night, the bridge will be in a dark maw, and the view will be very blurry.

Zhongshan Bridge is now being developed as an entertainment facility, so there are sports facilities for people to exercise on the north and south banks, as well as badminton courts, football fields and basketball courts for people to enjoy.

"Wait, is there a basketball court here?" Jiangxi Mu asked coldly.

Gao Taiyang thought about it carefully, "I said that there is, but it has not been built yet, only a basketball hoop, and the line has not been drawn, and it will be drawn in a week." It's still closed. ”

An ominous premonition rose in Jiangxi Mu's heart. The others understood the meaning and looked at each other.

Gao Taiyang took out his iPhone and looked at the time, it was already 8:31. "Where's my dad? Aren't you going to talk to that person now? He said anxiously, suddenly his eyes changed, he squinted, and then pointed to the person on the bridge, "That's not my dad, how did he get to the bridge." ”

The man was wearing a gray puffer coat and a peaked cap to protect him from the cold. From their point of view, only the back can be seen. And the man wore sunglasses on his face when he turned his face sideways.

Jiang Jiang Mu frowned - wearing sunglasses at night, this outfit was too strange.

"Let's go along and see where my dad goes?" Gao Taiyang whispered.

"Just let Wu Meng and Wangshu go back, you are too obvious." Jiangxi Mu stretched out his hand to stop Gao Taiyang.

Gao Taiyang nodded and asked the two to follow.

Wangshugui and Wu Meng followed cautiously. Since there are many citizens walking on the bridge, it is a good way to hide the two new intern trackers.

Gao Taiyang kept looking at his father intently, and followed the crowd to the middle of the bridge, hidden in the darkness, and could no longer see clearly. But he was still staring at the darkness, watching the movement on the bridge.

Waiting for a long time is a very torturous thing. I don't know what the situation is, I want to check it, but I'm afraid it will be too conspicuous. Gao Taiyang could only watch stupidly in the shade of the tree, pacing anxiously.

Jiang Ximu crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked coldly at everything around him. There is a lot of traffic here, and many citizens come here for walks or exercises. The bridge was crowded with citizens, and on average thirty or forty people came and went in a minute. With such a large flow of people, the murderer will not dare to commit murder, unless the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.

"Bang-"

The air froze, and there was a crunch on the other side of the bridge.

In an instant, a panicked voice erupted.

"There's gunshots—"

"Oh my God-help--someone shoots-"

The people on the bridge ran frantically to their side, like a flood, swept in with a hula. Their faces were full of panic and uneasiness, and they did not dare to look behind the bridge, where the danger was far greater.

"Could it be that something happened to my dad?" Gao Taiyang clenched his fists, "Could it be that the two of them are also ......"

Jiangxi Mu rushed out and rushed towards the south side of the bridge against the tide of crowds. Gao Taiyang also followed closely and rushed away.

Rushed past the first crowd and came to the Zhongshan Bridge. The people on the bridge had dispersed, and it was dark in front of them, and there was not a single street lamp in sight.

The two kept running, and the staggered and mixed sound of running broke the bridge of silence. They don't know what the price of this tranquility has been.

At the other end of the bridge stood two people, one tall and one short. Jiangxi Mu was the first to run to the bridge and stopped. Gao Taiyang also came quickly, and when he saw that it was Wangshu and Wu Meng standing at the bridge, he hurriedly asked, "Are you all right?" What just happened? ”

Wang Shugui hurriedly explained: "We are fine. A crisp sound came from near us, and I saw many people running towards you. Until now, we still don't know what's going on. ”

"That should be gunshots." Jiang Xi Mu looked left and right, "What strange people do you see?" ”

"These are the people who ran towards you." Wangshugui shook his head, indicating that he had not seen any strange people.

Gao Taiyang hurriedly asked, "What about my dad?" ”

"We followed, but when we got to the bridge, we couldn't see it. Since many people were walking as well as exercising, no one could be found. Wu Meng said he was sorry.

"Oh my God, what is this?" More than 100 meters away from them, there was a soprano-like scream.

Gao Taiyang didn't say hello, and rushed straight over there, like an arrow shot out. The urgency and worry were glimpsed from the back of his hurried running.

"Let's get over there." Wu Meng urged.

The three of them hurried over. There were only faint lights along the way, and it looked different shabby in the cold wind. Soon, they saw more than a dozen people surrounding them.

Before he arrived, he heard Gao Taiyang's hysterical voice: "Dad-Dad-"

The three arrived and squeezed through the crowd of onlookers. For just a moment, Wu Meng and Wangshugui were so frightened that their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

Jiangxi Mu was still calm, passed through a group of people who looked panicked, came to the iron fence, and stared at the miserable "masterpiece" inside.

With the spotlights of the court next to it, the dark basketball court was brightened. In the blend of light and shadow, a person lies face up. The gray down jacket was stained with a lot of blood, especially on the chest, which had the most blood. What was even more permeating was the man's eyes, wide open, looking at the dark sky, without closing his eyes.

The sunglasses were left aside. The same treatment was given, and the man's right hand, severed from the joint of his right hand, was thrown next to a deflated basketball.

This is still a serial homicide, the fourth.

"Dad-Dad-" Gao Taiyang ran to the door of the iron fence and kicked hard, but the steel fence door only trembled violently a few times and did not open. With tears of anger on his face, he looked at the iron lock of the door.

A kind man handed him a stone, and he didn't even think about it, so he just smashed it.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang" smashed five or six times in a row, and the loud sound frequently shattered the night sky, adding a bit of grandeur to the murder.

Wu Meng called the police and told him about the current situation here.

Jiangxi Mu said to Wangshugui: "Remember, you must not let Gao Taiyang in, so as not to destroy the scene." ”

"I can't stop it alone." Wangshugui scratched his head and squinted at the bull-like Gao Taiyang.

At this time, Ouyang Jiankang didn't know where to come from, and kept asking what happened. Wang Shugui was very disappointed with his escape, "You said where did you run away by yourself?" ”

"I was so scared that I kept squatting in the ...... Toilet ......" Ouyang Health lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

The iron lock was an old U-shaped padlock, and after ten blows, it finally opened. As soon as Gao Taiyang kicked open the fence gate, he was about to rush in in a hurry, yelling: "Dad-Dad-". How much I hoped that my voice could bring my father back to life, but only a thousand lines of tears hung on his face.

Wangshugui and Wu Meng hugged Gao Taiyang's arm left and right, desperately stopping him. It's really hard to eat, and the whole body is tightly pressed against the iron fence, hoping to turn it into resistance to stop it.

But Gao Taiyang, who is crazy, and he is strong, the bull has surpassed it. The green tendons on his face twisted, composing a Shura-like face. And with that roaring tone—"Let go of me—let go of me—" I shuddered to hear it.

Jiangxi Mu reminded coldly: "Don't go to destroy the scene." ”

Wangshugui obviously couldn't hold it anymore, and shouted loudly: "Come over and help." ”

But Jiangxi Mu walked out of the crowd.

Walking on the dark path, Jiangxi Mu looked at his phone, and the cold light projected 20:55. He didn't want to be in the police's sight, so he left first.

"Bang-"

Jiangxi Mu accidentally kicked something. He crouched down and was a sounder. If you look closely, the speaker is still running, probably pulled down by some square dancer.

Jiang Xi Mu frowned and exited the disc inside.

If it's a square dance saucer, then there should be a huge amount of music coming out. But all the while, there was not a single sound coming out of the sounder. Moreover, the location of this microphone is placed under the low tree next to the Zhongshan Bridge, and you can't see it at all if you don't pay attention to it.

He put the disc away and went back to check the strange disc. Then from the Zhongshan Bridge to the opposite bank.

Not far away was the sound of sirens, from far and near. He snorted, beckoned, and stopped a taxi. When I was about to get in the car, I saw a familiar person walking casually.

"Are you the senior sister of Song Qingci, Duan Hong?" Jiangxi Mu said hello.

Duan Hong was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly: "It turned out to be you." ”

Jiangxi Mu glanced at Duan Hong, she was wearing a black fox fur coat today, which was very fashionable. Her gray furry collar fluttered in the wind, lining her haughty face. There are sunglasses hanging from his chest, which is slightly obtrusive. But what is even more striking is the black plastic bag in her hand, like a noble lady carrying a pile of garbage in her hand.

"Sunglasses at night?" Jiang Xi Mu touched his chin and asked curiously.

"I just finished yoga, and inside is the tights worn by yoga. Sunglasses? I forgot to pick it up. Duan Hong raised his head proudly and threw his sunglasses into the black plastic bag, "I'm full of time at night, so I won't waste it with you here." ”

Jiangxi Mu sat on the taxi. The taxi started slowly, and he turned sideways to see that Duan Hong was on the phone.

The car left in the direction of the school, and what Jiangxi Mu didn't know was the content of Duan Hong's phone call.

Duan Hong listened to the content of the phone, and a very contemptuous smile appeared on his mouth, as if he was laughing at Han Feng. "The laziness of the non-labor producer is never in my dictionary. Hurry up if you want to do it...... I've taken care of this, you don't have to worry, what needs to be done, I'll do it perfectly......"

After the call, she walked to the river and looked back at the police car 200 meters away. She glanced at the plastic bag in her hand and threw it into the river without hesitation.

"Poof—"

Soon the black plastic bag sank to the bottom of the river and no longer saw a trace.